Flaming Star Page #4

-y our pa will play too.

-He dont play good.

Hey, doc! Doc Phillips!

Leave her alone!

-Get your horse and bag! Make it fast!

-Dont hurt her!

Go on, do like he says!

lf you hurt her,

lll get you, savage!

Stay where you are, Pierce!

lndian, any harm comes

to that girl and youre dead!

Just keep talking, Ford,

youll be dead now!

Adults cant play, eh?

This is funny playing, Pacer.

l dont like it much.

l wont hurt you, Dottie.

Docs gonna come with us.

Oh, my baby!

lf anybody follows us,

therell be pure hell to pay!

Sorry. l wanted to come

with you from the start.

Shut up!

-They following us?

-Just one. Come on, this way!

Keep quiet, now.

Can l help you with her, Clint?

-y ou need her, doc?

-Shes helped me before.

All right, lets go.

Neddy?

Neddy!

Neddy!

Neddy, honey!

Answer me!

Honey!

Neddy, honey!

Neddy, why did you do it?

Sam. . . .

l saw the flaming star of death.

Oh, no!

No, honey!

No!

One thing from the Bible she liked:

And Adam called

his wifes name Eve. . .

. . .as she was the mother

of all living.

To me, Neddy, you were the mother

of all the living.

y ou were life itself.

God. . .

. . .just one thing.

Take care of this woman.

Amen.

Why dont you two eat

before everything gets cold?

lm gonna wait for Pa.

He wouldnt want you to wait.

y ou know who done it, dont you?

y ou!

That wont do any good.

Wasting all that time.

y ou and them other people!

l couldnt have done anything.

l saw that wound--

-Nobody wanted to do anything!

-Thats not true.

-And you neither!

-Stop that.

But you saw him! Arguing and stalling,

all the time Mas dying!

Keeping us more than an hour!

Five minutes before we arrived,

she died!

lf wed gotten here a little bit

sooner she might be alive!

y ou know its his fault.

-Put it down!

-Get out of the way!

They let her die!

l couldnt have saved her.

The woman was bleeding internally!

The woman?

-Shes got a name, like whites!

-Pacer!

Well, l meant Mrs. Burton.

See? All she was

to all of them was a squaw.

This wont bring Ma back.

A white man shot her. . .

. . .and a white man let her die!

Drop it!

Please, Pacer, drop it.

Please.

-y ou all right?

-y oure both crazy!

y ou ought to have let me kill him.

No good could be done.

lt wouldnt help.

People that held us

up at the Crossing. . . .

l want to see every one of them dead.

y oure talking foolish.

y ou sound like a--

A Kiowa?

-l wasnt gonna say that.

-Thats what l am.

Thats what Ma was and why shes dead.

Thats what lm gonna be from now on.

y ou know l didnt mean it that way.

y ou dont feel it like

l do about Mas death.

lm lndian.

l wont forget whites killed

her because of it!

-Will was dying, he was crazy!

-l dont want no more excuses for him.

All whites ever gave me and Ma

was mean looks and insults.

Thats not true!

y ou were the worst.

y ou made me feel it the worst.

When l was little, l liked you a lot.

y ou were the only girl

l liked a whole lot.

Since you been old enough, you never

looked at me without thinking:

Hes Kiowa.

Clints all right,

but watch out for Pacer.

Oh, l didnt know!

l didnt know it either.

Nobody knew but Ma and me.

Where you going?

-To join up with Buffalo Horn.

-y oure a civilized man!

-Folks at the Crossing are civilized.

-y ou cant go.

Now, look, we already had one fight.

The first one we ever had.

l wont lose this one!

This aint to be fought with fists.

lm changing my life.

Put that gun down.

All right.

lf you can draw

that gun and cock it. . .

. . .then get out.

And to hell with you!

Just dont come after me.

ls this goodbye?

y es, sir.

-Back to Mas folks?

-lm sorry.

So am l, but l understand.

lt never come to my mind it would be

like this when l married Neddy.

l guess folks aint

never been fair with you.

They take a man for what

he ought to be, not what he is.

-l aint blaming you.

-l know. y oure a good boy.

lve always been proud of you.

Do what you must do. . .

. . .with my blessings. No matter

where you go, whatever happens.

Goodbye, son.

Bye, Pa.

Funny how things turn out.

When l got here, all l had was you

and me. y ou were just a baby.

Then l gave Neddys father a shotgun

and a pound of black powder for her.

What a pretty

little thing she was too!

The day we got married there

wasnt a prettier girl in Texas.

l cant tell you how much

l came to love her.

After all these years, and another

little baby and all our work. . .

. . .to make a home

and get us a herd. . . .

Were right back where we started.

Just you and me again.

l will fight in his place.

-Who did this?

-A white man.

He also killed Neddee-pahs, the

woman who was my mother.

My words are dust.

But my heart is with you.

One thing you must know.

l will never fight my father

nor my brother.

y our father, your brother,

and your home. . .

. . .will be safe from attack,

as our own people.

When we fight, l will think

of my mother. . .

. . .and of how Two Moons

tried to help her.

And l will be strong.

Very strong.

-lll be back to see you, Pa.

-y ou do that, Roz.

-Well do the best we can anyway.

-Well sure try.

That bay is still limping.

lm giving you the sorrel.

Well give your horse back later.

-Bye, Pa.

-Bye.

Dont go too far.

-Let the herd take care of itself.

-lll be all right.

l wont say what Pacer had in mind.

Hell be back.

l dont know.

Hes been pushed a long way.

-l wonder if youll be back.

-l said l would, didnt l?

lts plain hate now.

Everybodys ready to kill

anybody who isnt just like them.

lll be back, all right.

-Get down and into the house!

-Dont talk like that.

-lm no girl, lm a woman.

-Want me to pull you down?

l dont.

-y ou know Neddy died?

-l know a lot of things.

l know Pacer went at doc with a knife.

l know the Thomases died last night.

All four of them.

Nothing left but ashes!

-lm sorry to hear that.

-y eah, lll bet.

y ou know that Phil Thomas

was my best friend.

Then why didnt you warn him?

Goodbye, Roz.

Wait, Dred!

y ou got room for us?

Well make room for you!

Thats the fifth wagon in

this morning.

Theyre all scared to death. But l

guess you got nothing to worry about.

He is alone. Let us kill him.

Maybe its best if we find

Buffalo Horn before fighting.

The gods are making

us a gift of this enemy.

Hang on, Clint!

l thought you were so tough!

Feels like youre trying

to torture me to death.

y ou damn savage!

Can you hear me?

-We have to get out of here.

-y ou go. lm too tired.

We still got about

an hour before daylight.

What are you doing?

lm gonna try and draw them

the other way. Theyd recognize this.

Crazy.

-Maybe in the dark lll look lndian.

-y our hairs too short.

lf were not out of here by sunup,

itll be a lot shorter.

Were never gonna get

a better time than this.

-Think you can hold on again?

-l can make it.

Come on. Watch your head.

They still coming?

y eah, but theyre in no hurry anymore.

Why?

They know who we are now,

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